The Round Table and the Twelve Knights (89)



In the mirror in front of me, not only is the previous scene being played out, but I can also see my own reflection and the reflection of the person behind me.

Si Jiu could see clearly that the face leaning against her shoulder and looking into the mirror with her was no different from her own, even the teardrop mole under the eye was exactly the same, whether it was the color, size, shape, or position of the mole.

Moreover, the person behind him is clearly a young man.

But with Si Jiu's face, there was no sense of incongruity at all.

At this time, no matter who saw them, they would probably think they were a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.

Si Jiu had no doubt that if he grew his hair long and wore women's clothes, he would look exactly like himself.

She gradually calmed down from the chill in her heart.

Just like the person behind him, he met his gaze through the mirror.

"A dream is always a dream," she said. "If it's a dream, you will wake up."

A strange look appeared in the young man's eyes, and then, following Si Jiu's powerful words, a slight "click" sound suddenly came from the mirror in front of him.

The young man and Sijiu focused their attention on the mirror at the same time, only to find that the plot in the mirror had actually been frozen. Starting from the center of the mirror, a tiny crack was spreading little by little in all directions. With the continuous "clicking" sound, the entire mirror was quickly covered with cracks.

The young man's face darkened.

The cracked mirror cut Chen Huai's face inside into "scars". Si Jiu discovered that since some time, Chen Huai's eyes were no longer fixed on "Si Jiu" who was acting out the drama with him in the mirror.

His eyes looked straight out of the mirror.

Then he did something that neither the cupbearer nor the young man expected.

Chen Huai suddenly grabbed Sijiu's neck. No matter how she struggled or screamed, his fingers tightened, but his eyes were always looking outside the mirror.

Si Jiu took a breath, and the young man who was clinging to her finally left Si Jiu's shoulder. Si Jiu heard him groan.

She tilted her head and saw the young man's expression from the corner of her eye.

He was frowning at this moment, his face was getting paler and paler, and he looked like he was out of breath.

"Shen Wu."

Chen Huai in the mirror called out in a cold voice, then squeezed the palm of 'Sijiu' in the mirror and exerted force. 'Sijiu', who was struggling under his palm, seemed to have his neck broken, and his head tilted and stopped moving.

At this moment, Si Jiu felt as if his own neck was broken and he couldn't help but shiver.

The next second, Chen Huai threw the "Sijiu" to the ground like discarding a rag. As he moved, the cracks on the mirror became more and more numerous and larger.

Si Jiu heard the young man behind him take a deep breath.

"I've been too tolerant of you." said Chen Huai in the mirror.

"You really have the guts to do it."

Si Jiu heard the young man behind him chuckle at first, then chuckled softly, "It seems your love for her is just this much."

Chen Huai in the mirror probably couldn't see or hear everything on this side of the mirror, but his eyes that looked straight at him seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and his dark pupils exuded a terrifying coldness.

Sijiu had never seen Mr. Shen's eyes like this before, but strangely, she didn't feel scared anymore.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaojiu."

Si Jiu suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Huai in the mirror, but after he finished speaking, there was a loud "crash" and the entire mirror shattered, then disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed.

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